sky flashing and the heart’s still racingjust like a long, long highway ridehands touching and the night’s stillbracing itself for the morning lighthave you been home lately

living in a pocket grasp of my old lifecarrying a beatup memory of my amorous selfholding back still holding you withinso everything can spark and singfeels like coming home lately

i’ve been to lots of placeshad you by my side, under my skinbut i’ve never been home with youand the water rush and flood and burnthe light comes crashing in on meand you within my heart, and on my mindi’ve been to lots of placeshad you by my side, under my skinbut i’ve never been home with you

grace fits me like a gloveeverything can spark and singyou by my side, under my skinyou within my heart, and on my mind

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I'm a strategist and writer. By day, I work as a digital and content strategist while by night, I love to practice hospitality and the making of things.
I think that art and beauty are as essential to enjoying life as understanding the remarkable complexities of who we are as human beings.